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 Nov 2011 Day
Robert Carter
She's strong as can be, only the strong side you see
When you see her around, maybe shopping in town
She'll give you a smile, maybe wave once in awhile
How blessed you will be, when you're in her company

The care that she shows, the feeling that grows
Down deep in your soul, till you lose all control
But what you don't see, is how hard it can be
To fight back all those tears
And the strength that she needed
To make it through all these years

But she made it through,
Even as the pain grew, as the days ensued
Even though she didn't want to, she puts on that smile
Looking at her you wouldn't know, she's not gonna disclose
How she really feels in her heart, she needs a fresh start
Now out of the blue, as if on cue, fate walks in

Not knowing what has occurred
Without saying a word, she makes her way towards fate
Now looking in his eyes, it came as a surprise
all the feelings that arise, true love could actually be real

Now don't jump to conclusions, it could be an illusion
this feeling is so confusing but she's gotta follow her heart

Now what comes next, your guess is good as mine, I'll let you know..
In due time!
 Nov 2011 Day
Samuel
Lead me back to where I am
Floating above myself in brilliant
Shimmering crystalline detail

Shards of speech sunk deep into
these green tendrils of progress

expect the best and you will find'
at times you eat the elephant but
mostly it eats you
 Nov 2011 Day
Pen Lux
shaking your hand like it's the first time I'm meeting you
and every piece of me feels like cement, frozen and heavy.
my arms find their way around your shaking frame, if you were a wind storm
then maybe you could fly away,
but you just look at me from the corner of your eye,
thinking so loud
you're afraid
I might catch
what you mean

what do you mean?
the silence
you stress
between your fingers makes me want to open my mouth
and sing.
already I can feel you
coming in and out
in and out
and out and out and out
and in
and out of my mind
my imagination.

gaining a loss, the loss is a gain
because of what you use to fill the empty space that remains
we're destroying our brains
no no no no no no
we're expanding Out out out more and more and more
more give me
less than you give yourself
you deserve
more than flowers deserve crowns
and kings deserve flowers.
I want
to                  make
             you
smile.

i cry about you sometimes but im never gonna tell you.
i don't try and hide the tears: no one notices.
try and be a little more polite, look at yourself and let the beauty you reflect absorb, rather than bounce off.
get off get up get on get in get OFF get UP get ON get IN
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your heart
lemme lemme lemme lemme give you mine

she thought you were desperate
but she was too needy, and she left you greedy
but the wounds that are bleeding teach us how to feel.
You drop on one knee in front of him, hoping that he'll
put his hand on the other one to tell you: everything's going to be okay.
she felt so much but it's all lost.
I'm an upsidedown cross
     trying to forgive you.
 Nov 2011 Day
Nathaniel
Tangible sin, its what i'm looking for
let the rants and raves begin
cause tongues of fire can never settle
for a one line poem or a break in tone
they need the blood red of wine in their glass
these aristocrats drinking from the lower class
we are far too outspoken to speak of silence
that's something only the seculars teach
Maddness, now there's an idea i can get behind
Imagine ideas like countries
nuclear weapons at their highest state of alert
what we believe is what we once held true
and whose finger is this on the trigger?
then eventually, yes
the tyrants will get voted into office
doing away with terms and treaties of old
eventually you'll get two shoes per person
as you read your generation's scripture like truth
from the nearest stall bathroom wall
for a good time call, God
cause he doesn't charge you per hour
well, only on sunday mornings nine to noon
but for everlasting life who wouldn't drink that elixir?
just one more broken promise
cause Buddha told me i'd be back again
back again to serve in the same platoon of freedom fighters
 Nov 2011 Day
Ellie Stelter
I know.
They don't see it.
And it's frustrating.
And it's hard.
But hey, I see it,
I see it and it sickens me too.
I know the feeling, the wanting, the passion;
I know we must eradicate and sterilize and renew;
But you know it'd be genocide, right?
The death of a million yet-unmourned office drones.
And oh, the irony of the high school zombie,
this walking oxymoron, so alive and young
and fresh and full of promise and yet
so
very
dead
already
 Nov 2011 Day
Jon Tobias
Untitled
 Nov 2011 Day
Jon Tobias
Forgive me for my silence

Just that

My mouth has only ever been good

For ******* things up

I know

The cherry pie you baked your heart into

Still tasted like the lucky side of copper

I know all that sweet

Is the only way to keep it down

I know you might think you deserve this

You don't

These scars are not some secret cuneiform

There are no answers waiting

In the the long nights you wish would just end

What we all keep forgetting

Is there is always a place of rest

You can rest here

In my silence I am still learning that
Work in progress via my phone during my break. Lets see if I can finish during lunch.
 Nov 2011 Day
Nathaniel
Skip the drugs
And give me a double dose of serotonin
I certainly do like those laughable days
The heavy sun reddening my face
Just a few minutes away from my lover's embrace
But I wait so I stay here and pace
Take the pills
So i can socialize among the saddening lies
And a week is a day
When your world starts to fray
So i take a seat with glass in hand
Waiting on a phone that will never call again
In my mind I knew this had to end
So take another pill
So the world won't seem so gray
And I make another pact
Not to die today
But I lie to myself far too often
To truly know the color of my character
Like the night it might be black
Like my anger when i look back
Or I could be a saint
Waiting on my rapture from a God of grace
All I know is that there is an end
Not so very far away
 Nov 2011 Day
Hank Dorsch
University
 Nov 2011 Day
Hank Dorsch
You think the blank landscape would fill in.
A mind can draw
A blank slate can be drawn on.
But the vastness closes,
The tiniest space is left.
That is where I stand.
And I can’t see past the fake;
The bloodshot eyes
From times too late
If I didn’t know better,
Id be dead.
If I never learned,
Id be alive.
But here I am
Enveloped in between.
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